Chapter 108 - The Secret of the Third Sick Hall (1/2)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
I must have seen her somewhere before.
It was not that Chen Ge had that much confidence in his memory, but the girl’s face was memorable. His mind drew a blank as he chased after the girl after picking up his phone and the iron hammer. The rice on the floor turned into a mess. By the time Chen Ge exited the staff breakroom, the shadow had already disappeared.
Where did she disappear to? The front door is closed, so she should still be inside the Haunted house.
Turning on the flashlight, Chen Ge noticed that the white rice formed a trail. He followed said trail to the deepest part of the first-floor corridor. The wooden boards that blocked the entrance were lifted up, and a wind could be heard blowing underneath. Chen Ge moved the boards to the side and entered the Mu Yang High School scenario.
There was rice left on the stairs, proof that the girl had entered the same scenario.
Her escape route is clear; she ran this way.
The scenario was huge, but the rice on the floor helped Chen Ge navigate the place. The scenario was underground, but it had not changed from the layout of the parking lot. The trail of white rice eventually disappeared beside a bearing beam.
She has hidden herself inside the beam?
The bearing beam was right underneath the Haunted House, supporting the whole Haunted House’s weight. Patting the beam, Chen Ge was reminded of a story that he had once heard from his grandparents. Apparently, there was a spirit living inside every home, and while most of them were kind spirits, there were exceptions.
A kind spirit protected the house and the residents in it; a malicious spirit would ruin the family’s Feng Shui. Normally, such spirits were the ancestors who had passed away, but there were exceptions, like the place Fan Yu and his aunt called home.
This fitted the description provided by the black phone. There was an invisible customer at the Haunted House, and it might be friendly or malicious.
The girl hiding behind me earlier, could it be the spirit that protects the Haunted House?
The more he thought about it, the more convinced Chen Ge became. He walked around the beam and realized that there was a doll that had been left leaning against it. This doll was the first doll that he had made.
“Wait! Aren’t you supposed to be in my pocket?” Chen Ge’s hands wandered to his pocket, and the doll was not there. “Are you the person who has been living at the Haunted House with me?”
Chen Ge bent down to pick up the doll, and when he did, he saw that the doll was covering a relatively small hole underneath it. He shone his flashlight into the hole. The space that could only fit four fingers had a bracelet and a paper crane inside.
Neither was expensive. The bracelet was made of plastic, and it looked like a little girl’s toy; the paper crane that was stuffed underneath it had become out of shape. After pulling the items out, Chen Ge saw three curvy words at the end of the bracelet—Luo Ruoyu.
Why would there be a girl’s toy inside the underground parking lot? Chen Ge studied the bracelet closer. If this bracelet belongs to that shadow, then this should be the girl’s name.